It’s Ash Wednesday and I am Hungry. I’ve been fasting for 23 hours. In 1 hour I get to make myself ramen and eat all the heart shaped chocolates thrown at me today. I couldn’t care less about love. I want food. My bangs are full of ash. I’m about to bite someone. Binge watching It’s Always Sunny does NOT take my mind off it. It’s possibly the worst show I could’ve picked to help me through this horrible day. Kill your goldfish. Listen to I Won’t Hurt You by The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band
Also St. Valentine would hate us for what we’ve done to his day
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I'm going to start fasting soon. I've never attempted it before, as the tradition I grew up in typically didn't fast, but it's something I think will benefit me, so I've made up my mind to do it. Any advice?